Heather Dale - Coventry Carol lyrics

O sisters, too, how may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling for whom we do sing ‘By, by, lully, lullay'? Lullay, lulla, thou little tiny child By, by, lully, lullay Thou little tiny child By, by, lully, lullay Herod the King, in his raging Charged he hath this day His men of might, in his own sight All young children to slay That woe is me, poor child, for thee! And ever morn and day For thy parting, neither (ne'er) say nor sing ‘By, by, lully, lullay'